Insanity ((and other fun games))

by StandStill   Jul 16, 2008


Stifling emotion of lips sewn together,
unable to scream, unable to bite.
Tearing roots of hair from skin,
spilling out an eternal fight.

Locked in a closet with no escape,
claustraphobia eating at your mind.
Count to five and back in time,
and hunt for treasures you're not meant to find.

Clawing skin and breaking bone,
fix impurities with oozing blood.
Fix it! Fix it! Fix it! Die.
Black abyss never sounded so good.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Dark Secrets

    I like the tittle, it caught my eye and made me read it. Your poem really belongs to the dark poems catigory, it is very dark to think like that and sad that people take it as a pleasure to lead a life like that, but at the same time it's comforting for people, it makes them feel redeemed, purified, confident, but it also controls them, it posses them and they find it hard to leave them.

  • 15 years ago

    by falln angel with broken wings

    Girl i live that. i miss you amazing poem...

  • 15 years ago

    by falln angel with broken wings

    Girl i live that. i miss you amazing poem...

  • 15 years ago

    by falln angel with broken wings

    Girl i live that. i miss you amazing poem...

  • 15 years ago

    by im not the cause

    Wow thats intense
    very very good

    kiwi

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